Incantations... ? - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Bêthberry · 07-05-2004, 08:39 AM

Squatter,

Who shall make such a grave rebuke?

Wylkynsion? or the Travestometre?

Show us how 'tis done.

Beth

The Squatter of Amon Rûdh · 07-05-2004, 09:21 AM

Actually this is easier than it looks.

1: I post 'I have absolutely no idea whence came those words...erm...eth'.
2: Someone who's been around for a while, probably that reprobate Underhill, posts 'Wait a minute: didn't you read that poem over Tolkien's grave last February, resulting in the invention of the Travest-o-Meter ©®?'
4: I skip point number three to avoid accidentally typing in a pound sign.
5: Wylkynsion mumbles 'you berk,' but only Etceteron hears him, so it's a wasted comment.
6: The Travest-o-Meter ©® detects the presence of a talking black sword made by Eöl in an RPG, factors in its terrible South London accent, and explodes.
7: Another major city bites the dust.

So endeth the lesson.

Evisse the Blue · 07-05-2004, 01:37 PM

Thanks for the link. Whoa. Beautiful. Everybody should check out this link! I mean, if you're clueless like me and haven't done so already...
Treat us with the next, Squatter.

The Squatter of Amon Rûdh · 07-05-2004, 02:08 PM

Hearken to the song of the purists.

Quote:

Heart shall be bolder, harder be purpose,
more proud the spirit as our power lessens!
Mind shall not falter nor mood waver,
though doom shall come and dark conquer.

Evisse the Blue · 07-05-2004, 02:17 PM

I think that's from The Homecoming of Beorhnoth, though I wouldn't wager my head.

The Squatter of Amon Rûdh · 07-05-2004, 03:40 PM

Revolving as do the governments of banana republics.

It's one of Torhthelm's lines near the end.

The turnover here is getting silly. Better make yours nasty, Evisse.

Evisse the Blue · 07-05-2004, 03:48 PM

"Dread was their master. Dark and silent,
long years forlorn, lonely waited."

07-05-2004, 08:39 AM	#1
Bêthberry Cryptic Aura Join Date: May 2002 Posts: 6,003	Squatter, Who shall make such a grave rebuke? Wylkynsion? or the Travestometre? Show us how 'tis done. Beth __________________ I’ll sing his roots off. I’ll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.

07-05-2004, 09:21 AM	#2
The Squatter of Amon Rûdh Spectre of Decay Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: Bar-en-Danwedh Posts: 2,178	Laughing at Squatter 101 Actually this is easier than it looks. 1: I post 'I have absolutely no idea whence came those words...erm...eth'. 2: Someone who's been around for a while, probably that reprobate Underhill, posts 'Wait a minute: didn't you read that poem over Tolkien's grave last February, resulting in the invention of the Travest-o-Meter ©®?' 4: I skip point number three to avoid accidentally typing in a pound sign. 5: Wylkynsion mumbles 'you berk,' but only Etceteron hears him, so it's a wasted comment. 6: The Travest-o-Meter ©® detects the presence of a talking black sword made by Eöl in an RPG, factors in its terrible South London accent, and explodes. 7: Another major city bites the dust. So endeth the lesson. __________________ Man kenuva métim' andúne?

07-05-2004, 01:37 PM	#3
Evisse the Blue Brightness of a Blade Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: wherever I may roam Posts: 2,685	Thanks for the link. Whoa. Beautiful. Everybody should check out this link! I mean, if you're clueless like me and haven't done so already... Treat us with the next, Squatter. __________________ And no one was ill, and everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass.

07-05-2004, 02:17 PM	#5
Evisse the Blue Brightness of a Blade Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: wherever I may roam Posts: 2,685	I think that's from The Homecoming of Beorhnoth, though I wouldn't wager my head. __________________ And no one was ill, and everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass.

07-05-2004, 03:40 PM	#6
The Squatter of Amon Rûdh Spectre of Decay Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: Bar-en-Danwedh Posts: 2,178	... and the thread became like unto a mighty wheel... Revolving as do the governments of banana republics. It's one of Torhthelm's lines near the end. The turnover here is getting silly. Better make yours nasty, Evisse. __________________ Man kenuva métim' andúne?

07-05-2004, 03:48 PM	#7
Evisse the Blue Brightness of a Blade Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: wherever I may roam Posts: 2,685	nasty incantation...ok: Avada K, no, no, I meant: "Dread was their master. Dark and silent, long years forlorn, lonely waited." __________________ And no one was ill, and everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass.